Slay Bitch Songtext
von Remi Wolf
Slay Bitch Songtext
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She′s like a dairy machine
She makes a meal out of me
Like a milkshake in her hand, woo
She's my Dion to Celine
Lighting bottled in the spring
Got an electric plan
So when you′re going out tonight
And you're moving right
Like the satellite marching 'cross the sky
I′m gonna bide my time just right
Forget my stress on a flight
And put my hands up right when I land
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
She′s like a dairy machine
She makes a meal out of me
Like a milkshake in her hand
Woah
She's my Dion to Celine
Lighting bottled in the spring
Got an electric plan
So when you′re going out tonight
And you're moving right
Like the satellite marching ′cross the sky
I'm gonna bide my time just right
Forget my stress on a flight
And put my hands up right when I land
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch (woo)
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She′s like a dairy machine
She makes a meal out of me
Like a milkshake in her hand, woo
She's my Dion to Celine
Lighting bottled in the spring
Got an electric plan
So when you′re going out tonight
And you're moving right
Like the satellite marching 'cross the sky
I′m gonna bide my time just right
Forget my stress on a flight
And put my hands up right when I land
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
She′s like a dairy machine
She makes a meal out of me
Like a milkshake in her hand
Woah
She's my Dion to Celine
Lighting bottled in the spring
Got an electric plan
So when you′re going out tonight
And you're moving right
Like the satellite marching ′cross the sky
I'm gonna bide my time just right
Forget my stress on a flight
And put my hands up right when I land
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Slay, slay, bitch (ooh)
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch (woo)
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Writer(s): Jacob Portrait, Remi Wolf, Lisa Stevens, Jared Solomon, Curtis Hudson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

